By Euan McGuffie “Daddy was a bank robber but he never hurt nobody, he just loved to live that way and he loved to steal your money”, I sang in the kitchen yesterday, to the amusement of a bunch of youths gathered by the corner outside. Woah, I just stigmatized a group of young people … Continue reading →

By Euan McGuffie “I’ve got the poison, I’ve got the remedy, I’ve got the pulsating rhythmical remedy. I’ve got the poison, I’ve got the remedy, I’ve got the pulsating rhythmical remedy”, gurned The Prodigy’s Maxim. As if you hadn’t heard him the first time. But if you have the poison it Continue reading →

By Euan McGuffie This Friday Feud brings the battle of the tool-box massive. In one corner and teasing his opponent is the man who grips like a vice, Pliers (of Chaka Demus & Pliers). In the other corner the baggy-trousered Continue reading →

By Euan McGuffie Growing-up in the country I spent a lot of my childhood cattle rustling and drinking moonshine. I also managed to squeeze in a fair few hours in front of the box. If Dream On’s Martin Tupper was right and the TV we used to watch has quite an effect on our consciousness, … Continue reading →